I woke up at ten, I was still really tired even though I had, had a long night of sleep. More than I am used to these days. I had the previous night been editing a Parkour park video. A long overdue project of mine, which I might add had been in production since, last year?! I never got around to editing the video after acquiring all the footage, but now I had made a start trimming all the clips where on the timeline came to twenty minutes. It’s no wonder I had left it so long! I was feeling groggy and unsure about being out, though it was a lovely sunny day. I started to make a move and was ready before 12pm, deciding to go out earlier than the 1pm and got to town with David. When we arrived there was no one else out early, unusual. Not even Mat who always claimed to be out from ten or earlier…

We trained at Plaza until others arrived there for the usual meet up time of one, maybe even later. It seemed I now had rubbish kong precisions. I was going towards the landing wall, as in only landing on it and servilely crouched. I seemed to be using all my legs for the jump rather than pushing with my arms as well, it was deeply disappointing and I couldn’t seem to change the technique. I moved over at the Atrium I couldn’t do or get the distance for a precision jump across some slate due to the height, drop or just a general fear. Man, what a day it was becoming… I text James telling him that I was already out and where the hell was he? He thought at the time, that I was Phil and then text him back instead of myself. We moved over to IBM and then slowly but surely people starting to arrive in small trickles.

Max – Tic Tac Precision.

I found the running precision from one of the walls near the end to the railing easier than I did before, finally something which I did retain! The standing precision also felt good to do. Today, Jallen wasn’t feeling things either, as he didn’t do the running precision which he had really good the last few times. It seemed I wasn’t the only one suffering an off day. Adam arrived, he wanted to do movements but felt rubbish and fearful of jumps for some reason too. The day claiming yet another Nottingham practitioner. For some reason (first in a long time) a plastic policeman asked for us to move on due to it being private property. Yet, we never (normally) get moved on and it seemed like it was going to be one of those days as he had no understanding, leniency nor did it seem like he wanted to either.

We ended up moving over to Auditorium, a place which people seemed to dislike today. Once we got into the training groove after warming up, we found movements to practise. It was feeling a good day now as there were a few new challenges I hadn’t seen or tried before. The guys were box jumping up onto a wall which increased in height. There was vaulting over a railing (seen below) with different vaults to a wall, before vaulting off. A few did it as a running clear the rail to the wall before vaulting off, seen in the first portrait images. I filmed a few clips for my new RAW video and collected a few clips of the guys training as well. Zain had arrived, after texting me earlier to stay there until he had arrived. He was the same person who pointed out trying to do a tic tac precision off this metal plant pot. It looked horrible and like it might be slippery, much like a spoon was Zain’s analogy of the movement.

Aiden – Kong.

It wasn’t that bad when you applied the right pressure to the metal, if the angle was wrong it did cause you to slip, which a few experienced. On landing it felt right to add palm spin. I do like how some of the shots of that movement came out, even if Max was pulling some silly faces during. Another late comer was Frankie, asking where we were all located. To which I text him back ‘FU, be on time and then you would know…‘ Which I think went down great, I did of course tell him our location after that. Continue reading ‘May Fourteenth.’